SELAQ
Episode “Rain Breakdown in Dusk” Time (8)

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“Do not let your guard down, sweet boy!”

Two wooden puppets ambushed from the direction of the shrubbery. Hunting Jumindri's right and left arms that stood challenging five spears from where Ngeres Koneng stood.

Jumindri dodged quickly. Honey, the movements of the puppet under the influence of the demon spirit were more lightning.

“Caught you!”

Neres Koneng giggles girang instead of playing. Approaching Jumindri who can't dwell under the lockdown of two demon puppets.

But, Neres Koneng's face turned astonished. Jumindri's body that was caught actually looked calm, not struggling in the slightest.

Instead, Jumindri's right and left hands clutched the two wooden puppets firmly.

“Damn, this is Tumban!”

The face of Ngeres Koneng was red. The demon doll, stuck in the Tumban lockdown.

“Release!” his orders to his two puppets.

But as powerful as the puppet was struggling, the grip of Tumban's hand, grew stronger.

Neres Koneng jumped forward. Helping two of his art dolls escape from Tumban's clutches. But the kick and punch of Ngeres Koneng that was crushing on the head and chest of Tumban, like cotton that perched on rock.

“Why uncle, why Panic?” jumindri's figure now appears elsewhere. The boy ruffled his waist quietly with a watchful look.

Neres Koneng. He felt played by the boy yesterday afternoon who was peeing just couldn't be straight.

“I just started kid!” yells.

Ngeres Koneng nail end back elongated. It resembles a very sharp little knife.

Then it immediately gripped onto Tumban's wrist that locked onto his demon doll.

“Plak!”

Tumban's hand is broken. Once it fell to the ground, it turned into a piece of twig. His two demon puppets were finally free.

Neres Koneng then tore the face, body, to the feet Tumban. In an instant the tumble returned to the original form of a piece of twig.

“Great too. This small has mastered the science of Tumban. But I'm not surprised, Darwire must have taught you a lot to protect yourself. The man who stinks of land must have known, tonight will come,” he said.

“Come rancid boy, don't just play around with Tumban. Your Tumban level is only level one, easy to beat!”

“You yourself hid behind your wooden doll. Here go forward if you dare,”

Self-esteem Ngeres Koneng as trampled. He then took a few steps back, preparing to jump further.

“I never hide. It's a wooden artwork doll that I want to show you her skills!”

The Leap of Neres Koneng followed two demon puppets behind him. They ambushed Jumindri who was preparing for the next attack.

A fierce battle broke out between Jumindri and Ngeres Koneng. Kicks, kicks and fists, alternately aired.

At one point, the claws of Ngeres Koneng managed to tear Jumindri's left arm. Immediately fresh blood flowed from the sweet girl.

“Harum and savory smell of your blood, sweet boy,”

Jumindri complained of pain.

The first time, he faced a life-and-death battle. After the war, immediately faced Selaq who had been famous for his devotion and horror.

All this time, he had only practiced martial arts with Baloq Darwire. “He was eager to kill me,” muttered Jumindri among his rapid descending breath.

“I actually want to kill you, then eat your meat with additional pepper and spices that much. Damn, it's my job to catch you alive. So before I flutter, you better give up!”

Jumindri was silent for a moment. He weighed in his mind.

The movements of Ngeres Koneng are very fast and powerful. His chest, legs, and arms ached, as a result of the creature's kicks and punches with yellow rays on his forehead.

Not to mention, two wooden puppets were constantly moving alongside him.

“What red color is it?” says surprised.

From the direction of the residents' settlement, the beam of red light grew brighter. Neres Koneng giggled with a carefree laugh.

“Last to Bunge Village,”

“You mean?”

“As per the plan, we will take over this village and make it as the earth of the Selaqs. It is in this village that we Selaqs will fulfill the long overdue destiny of human evolution,”

“We?, Heh you only. Who cares about your plans,” sumpul Jumindri.

“Include you!” timpal Ngeres Koneng Sharp.

“I?”

“Iya,”

“Baloq Darwire too?”

“No. But you, me, Selaq Bunge, Kembang Tereng, Mopol Kesur, Ngeres Beaq, Mopol Ngeros, and all the Selaq people hiding in the dark!”

“Why should I?”

“Because you are also a Selaq Nation!”

Jumindri. He did not believe what Mopol Koneng said. His eyes were twitching. His mind suddenly became very complicated.

***

“Darwire, until when will you survive. I feel sorry for you, at this old age, you have to face great suffering,”

Selaq Bunge tried to show his compassion for his fellow students. Although it was more audible in Darwire's ears like a sneer.

“You're different now. More talk. Don't you dare not fight me, Tarumbie!”

Baloq Darwire gave his real name as Selaq Bunge. But his colleagues laughed loudly.

“Tarumbie... Tarumbie, I've even forgotten that it's my name. It's just a past name when I haven't evolved into Selaq. But your words stir up memories of my past. Really I would be more honored to be called Selaq Bunge,”

Selaq Bunge took a deep breath. Apparently, Baloq Darwire managed to evoke his memories of his cruel past. He closed his eyes, trying to expel one piece of the past that opened in his memory.

“Evolution. You believe so much about evolution?” ask Baloq Darwire.

“Why should I not believe? The fact is I've now managed to evolve into Selaq. People are just the past for us. Just like you guys who think of monkeys as human past,” Selaq Bunge silent for a moment took a breath.

“Don't you before you became human, you were monkeys? And thanks to the clever and revolutionary-minded monkeys they finally broke away and formed the human nation. This is what we are fighting for now. Presenting a better nation than the human race that is the Selaq nation!”

“I have memorized your plan this Tarumbie, repeatedly you say that to me,” Baloq Dariwire said.

“Can I ask you to stop calling me by the name of Tarumbie? Call me Selaq Bunge, before you die in my hands in a moment,”

“Until when do you believe that false theory?”

“Darwire, don't you see this isn't a theory anymore? Look I've evolved into Selaq. Thanks to this evolution, even though we're the same age, but look, I'm much younger than you. My skin is still tight like a newborn baby. My strength is as great as a mighty young man who has just woken up from sleep. This is proof that the evolution to become a Selaq is real! Why do you call this just a theory?”

“Oh that's an evolutionary risk, Darwire!”

“What kind of risk does a fellow take just to get that kind of demonic power!?”

“Then what is the difference, with monkeys that have evolved into humans? When they were monkeys, they ate only bananas. But after becoming a human is not just a banana, but the contents of the forest and sea you are drained without rest!” sergeant Selaq Bunge.

“That is the narrowness of your way of thinking. It considers everything to be associated as food that should be drained for strength. You worship power too much and do not understand the meaning of civilizational order. This nature must be managed by humans but certainly to be repaired again. You do not understand what is the path of love and compassion that will give birth to the balance between man and nature,”

“Darwire, you are very good at processing words. How did you cover up the forest-destroying humans that caused so many trees to fall, the ocean-destroying ones that caused so many fish to die?”

“Not all humans are like that,” tepis Baloq Darwire.

“Don't lie to that human instinct Darwire. In the end you humans who will gain strength and power will definitely do the same. Scrunching the contents of this earth to fulfill your thirst. So naive!”

“You will never understand. Your heart has been blinded by your adoration of power and power,” Baloq Darwire said flatly.

“I don't want to understand. And forever do not want to know with the complexity of your way of thinking!”

After saying so, Selaq Bunge cupped his hands together in front of his chest. His mouth was blurting out a spell.

Then suddenly his hair turned into fire. Then down to the face, neck, body, until finally the whole body is burning.

Baloq Darwire prepares to face the onslaught of king Selaq. His lips were pouting, exerting all his strength moving his Tumbans against Selaq Bunge.

But not to mention that the Tumbans touched the skin of Selaq Bunge wrapped in fire, suddenly the field, turned into an endless sea. Without land as far as the eye can see.

The entire Tumban Baloq Darwire sank. The efforts of some Tumban swim failed because like there are other forces that pull Tumban's legs sucked into the bowels of the earth!

“His formula was he who stole the teacher's Tumban Segare throwback,” Inner Baloq Darwire, horrified to see the greatness of Tumban Segare.

Baloq Darwire flew away avoiding land that turned into oceans. Selaq Bunge quickly rushed to hunt him into space.

The two swordsmen were fighting in the sky under the unfinished Red Eclipse.

Selaq Bunge continued to kick, kick, and punch towards Baloq Darwire. As much as possible the old man fended off.

Yet every time his body came into contact with Baloq Darwire's body, it instantly blistered on fire!

Once upon a time a Baloq Darwire kick, testing the sharp neck of Selaq Bunge.

“Shelf!!”

The kick that had been overlaid by the science of the Stone, hit the neck of Selaq Bunge fiercely.

No doubt, Selaq Bunge's body bounced far away. But as a result, Baloq Darwire's instep blistered in flames.

Stone science is the science of hardening the body parts used to attack. Whether it's a leg or a hand, it will harden like a rock. It also has great impact, as hard as the big rocks on the mountain.

Selaq Bunge held his neck in pain instead of playing. If he had not jumped, his head would have broken.

“Fight seems like it will be even more fun!” selaq Bunge.

“Ngeres Beaq, Mopol Ngeros, and Tereng Flower, you go to the Village. Hang Bunge Village to the ant holes. From up here, I see it looks like Ngeres Koneng and Mopol Kesur have started a fire party in the Village!” his orders.

“Darwire, will be my part and no one should bother!” said growling.

After being ruled by the king, the three castes of Selaq moved towards the village. The ocean that sank the Tumban Baloq Darwire has returned to land.

“Darwire, truly in the afterlife, teachers will regret having prided you on surpassing me first!”

Darwire's body shook violently. Resisting pain and heat in the burned area due to contact with Selaq Bunge.

But the old man kept trying to survive. His determination was unanimous in stopping Selaq Bunge from entering the village, to the point of the final blood.

The battle was again in the sky. Darwire was attacked at high speed. Darwire's eyes were no longer able to catch the rapidity of Selaq Bunge's movements.

Know-how the kick has hit his back, chin, head, and stomach very strongly.

“Aaaaaaa!!!” Darwire groans in pain.

His body bounced, toppled, and collapsed, time and time again. The old man felt that the door of death was very close. His mouth spilled warm fresh blood!

***

The second tier forces of Krame Village prepared. Waiting for the Aba-aba from Raden Sentane. While the first-tier troops were only a few people. Those remaining become the disgusting moons of the Mopol Kesur tongue!

“Why do we keep hiding like rats here Raden?” he grumbled with a stifled voice.

An army of Krame Village could no longer contain the anger. Seeing a troop tortured Mopol Kesur.

“Patience, until the time is right,”

“Raden, that's my sister!” his indignation saw the troops being brutally tortured. Her tears came out between anger, disappointment, and sadness.

“I understand how you want to save your sister. But this is war. If you are careless, then everyone who has fought so far, will have wasted his efforts!”

“Buuuk!”

The troops punched the rock in front of him with all their might. No doubt his hands are bleeding!

Raden Sentane grabbed the soldier's hand. “You shouldn't have punched an innocent stone, to the point of injuring your hand,”

“Hantamlah this, I want to share the pain you feel,” Raden Sentane said with a sharp look at his troops.

Raden Sentane placed the bloodied hand on his stomach.

The body of the army trembled. Knees limp. His head fell at the foot of Raden Sentane.

“Ampun Raden, I'm sorry. I can't stand to see my sister tortured!” his voice was held between screams and cries.

Raden Sentane patted the shoulders of his troops. Trying to calm his broken heart.

“At any time, that time will arrive,” Raden Sentane said.

The time in question has arrived. The vigilance of the Kesur Mopol decreased, because it was fun to play with the body of a village Krame troop that was drenched in blood.

It was then, Raden Aryadi, the Bunge University professor gave his student a cue to release a fire arrow into Mopol Kesur.

“Wus... Ous ... Wus ..” hundreds of arrows carrying fire, darting quickly hit the head, intestines, and tongue Mopol Kesur.

Realizing there was an attack, the Selaq tried to dodge. But too late the fire arrows ambushed him faster.

The body of Krame Village's army wrapped around his tongue finally came loose. While Mopol Kesur thrashed in pain.

It was then, Raden Sentane ordered the second-tier forces of Krame Village to attack the Selaq.

In a state of pain and tongue dangling everywhere, the second-tier team tried again to cut the tongue Mopol Kesur chewy and immune.

“Successfully drop out!” shouted a team.

The spirit of the team is burning. Followed by the screeching of other troops who also managed to chop the tongue of Mopol Kesur.

“Hajar continues, do not love angpau! Eh geez!” Call on another army.

Mopol Kesur thrashing in pain. He tried to run away from the place, but the next arrow of fire immediately hit. Likewise, the two-tier forces of Krame Village did not want to give the opportunity to escape Mopol Kesur.